Kubilak Bonechewer the Chieftain of the Grinning Skulls

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Chapter 1

The orcish camp.
Kubilak is sitting near a huge fire made of the whole oak trunk. He is
sharpening an enormous axe made of black iron, spitting and muttering
something under his nose. Picked bones and dirty guts of some
humanoid being are scattered on the ground. Half-empty bloody skin is
by him, and he is sipping some elvish blood from it time after time.
Orcish slave is sitting on the ground not far from his master, chewing
some bone.

Kubilak is obviously in relatively good mood, and so he is talking.

Hey ya, lazy arse, give meh det stune over dere. Nuh det une, ya pile of
shite. Det une, shurp at de end. Move fasta, ya pregnan' wurm, or ya
bae next une meh eat. Ya, gutt. Now sit dere and listen ta meh. Meh no
repeat twice. Whut ya du when ya hear frum oder wurms uld Chief bae
ill, ur weaken', ur drunk, ur anythin' eh? Ya run ta meh and told mae
of det, ya! Meh cut his throat will, drink his bluud, den take his
women, keep dose who likes, sell dose who not. Yuh, ya get une as
well, ya wurm, if muve fast, har! Meh bae Chief, ya bae Chief's slave,
har! Oder wurms respect ya will. Su surve well, slave, and ya bae gutt.
Gutt wid meh, yuh.

Whut meh du afta meh Chief, eh? Ya wunt know, har! All know, yuh.

Meh du what meh 'lways du, yuh. See ya, all who live can bae une of
dose, ya listen.

Dose weak and useless, meat is, yuh. Meh eat dem, eat dem and take
whut belung ta dem. Dere food, dere meat, dere shinies, dere women,
all ta us, urcs, belung. Dose who dem protect meat bae as well, we
destruy dem, stump dem, whump dem, hack dem ta pieces, har! Furt
destruyed bae will, meh make sure det bae. Meh lead horde dere, meh
burn det place ta grund, meh head of Wutcha will have as bunner, har!
Meh burn and rape!

He saps some blood from the skin, and licks his mouth.

Dose weak and useful, dey can live, if surve us, as slaves, yuh. Like ya,
har! Like sume thieves, sume assassins. Dey serve meh ears, dey tell
meh where meat bae. Dey pay fer protection, yar! Dey bae meat time
afta time when meh ta hungry, har, but more useful bae den meat. Meh
dem tolerate, meh bae even throw bune or twa ta dem when gutt mood
is, har!

Dose strung, grrr. Strung we bae careful wid, yar. We strike dem when
dey nu raedy. Strike dem when feel det bae gutt time. We run if see no
gutt time. Empire, yuh, strung dose bae. We bae careful, yuh, use dem
when can, strike dose weak widin. We use sect wurs fer us, striking
shadows fer blades, blades fer priests, har. Dey no like us, urcs, but we
use dem can, har. Divide dem will, eat dem will. Scions, yuh, gutt dey
are, gutt fer us, urcs. We use dem much, unly strike when vary hungry,
yar. Mustly help dem much, and use dem ta help us. Amung Empire,
Scions, and urcs Furt will fall, har!

Village, yuh, bae very careful wid. Strike when dey nuh raedy, strike
when dey hurt. No direct strike, nuh, taa danga much, but when we
wunt. HAR!

Nexus, har! Dey bae stupid, just plain stupid, har. Dey buth weak and
useless, har. When dey us nu hunt, nu hunt us will, even whun we
strike, har. So we kill dem widout danga. When dey hunt us, hunt us
'lways 'nyways. We use dem when time gutt, eat dem all oder times.

Fetishists we eat, yuh. 'lways. Just bae wid dem careful.

Bae wid m

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Chapter 2

Kubilak was born huge. Huge even for an orc. Ironically, the fate
played a bad joke with him. His enormous strength and size which
could make him a natural leader among his kin were noted by a drow
slaver who immediately proposed a handsome price to his mother. And
so he was sold in the age of 5 for 2 gold coins, rusty axe, and a couple
of shiny necklaces. Needless to say that slave masters of Aran'gird
arenas paid a way more to his new drow master, and so everyone were
happy with the deal. Everyone but him, naturally.

For a number of years he was used as gladiator in the pit fights.
Everything to entertain the public, no mercy for the weak. Felars,
drows, duergars; wolves, spiders, lions; alone and in groups; armed and
not; with the blindfold and in chains ... He fought so many things ...
And, surprisingly, he still managed to survive. Each his victory he was
'celebrating' with a tiny scar on his right biceps.

Among the fans of pit fights he was known as Raging Leviathan. But
the stronger he became the more powerful foes he had to face. And the
day has come when he realized that sooner or later they will be tired of
him winning, and he will have to fight something that he won't be able
to defeat. And that day he broke his cage, slew the guards in cold
blood, and escaped to the caves of Underdark. His vicious reputation
appeared to be a real asset, as noone was too eager to follow and bring
him back.

Using his instincts rather then his intelligence, he managed to find the
way to the surface. And the way to his village. The first thing he did
was finding his mother and celebrating the return with her meat as a
first meal. Now he has a hut among the barbarians of the Grinning
Skull and looking to become the Chief one day.

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